Bright sword: the rise from the escrow quilt factory

Chapter 163
The artillerymen have long been gearing up and waiting for Li Yunlong to issue a battle order.

Li Yunlong just finished speaking.

They lifted the protective net covering the howitzer one after another, revealing the white artillery below.

This is also because the dark green cannon body is too eye-catching in this kind of snow, and the soldiers put white clothes on the cannon.

When the snow stops and all the snow on the mountain melts away, removing it will not affect the original appearance of the artillery.

The artillerymen immediately adjusted the shooting angle of the artillery according to the previously set artillery parameters.

Not for a while.

There was a roar of artillery fire from the mountain behind the 101 highland, and a dozen artillery pieces roared one after another.

One by one 105mm howitzers poured across the air towards the Japanese positions.

In the forward position.

Mortars sent mortar shells out of the barrels in their respective positions, covering the sky over the camp of the 20th Brigade of the Japanese Army.

The artillerymen put the shells into the barrels one by one in an orderly manner, because it was a snowy day, and they didn't have to worry about the overheating of the barrels.

Whether it is a mortar or a howitzer, the barrel can be cooled down quickly. As for whether it will shorten the life of the equipment?
I don't know how much prestige will be gained after this battle. I am entangled in what to do with these cannons. If it breaks down, I will continue to exchange it.

First clean up the little devil in the brigade in front of you, and then talk about other things!

And it is planned that after this battle is over, the guard regiment will be reorganized to maximize its firepower.

In a sense, when the firepower reaches a certain level, there is no point in having more firepower.

Li Yunlong also discovered this problem. As a regiment-level combat unit, every soldier must play his due role!It shouldn't be something that makes it overfire.

But that's all for later.

The artillerymen poured shells towards the Japanese camp in full force, and the shells covering the sky almost covered half of the sky.

They passed through the wind and snow, and soon came to the sky above the Japanese camp.

The devils in the Japanese camp were still suffering from diarrhea. They were braving the cold wind, trying to find a clean place.

But nearly [-] Japanese soldiers from a brigade and an artillery brigade gathered here, and they all had diarrhea together, and I wondered what the scene was like.

Most of the devils lay down on the ground, their faces were pale, and they were weakly panting.

The Japanese soldiers with good physical fitness are still gritting their teeth and persevering. Although they can still stand, their legs are constantly swinging, and they may fall to the ground at any time.

Perhaps it was because the wind and snow covered the howling sound of the shells, the devils below didn't pay attention to the sky above their heads at all, and were about to be covered by shells.

at last.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

……

Several howitzers rushed down and slammed into the Japanese camp, and immediately there were deafening explosions.

Dense shells continued to fall all over the Japanese camp, making deafening explosions.

In just an instant, the Japanese position was blown into a sea of ​​flames.

The little devil who was pulling wild shit could never have imagined that he would be attacked by artillery fire at this time, and the little devil also experienced what it means to be drenched in shit.

The ground of the Japanese camp began to vibrate violently, as if a major earthquake was taking place.

The little devil, who was halfway through shitting, put on his pants in a hurry, dragging his legs and trying to get weapons in their respective tents.

But because they pulled for several hours, almost all the water on their bodies was pulled out, so they didn't have any strength to fight.

In the face of the shells exploding in the camp, these ghost soldiers couldn't even call out the most basic call for help, let alone how much fighting will they had.

No matter how strong the soldiers are, when faced with continuous diarrhea, their will to fight will be completely wiped out.

The 105mm artillery shells kept falling on the Japanese positions. Whenever the sound of explosions sounded, there were always four Five Devils being thrown into the air.

One tent after another was swallowed by 105mm shells. When the fire flashed by, the original appearance of the ground could no longer be seen except for a large pit on the ground.

In order to avoid the shelling, the little devils could only crawl on the ground desperately, wanting to get out of the bombing range, they no longer cared about how disgusting the things on the ground were.

Now they just want to survive the shelling.

They no longer have the mind to think about whose artillery unit this is, and who is attacking them. The current devil soldiers are completely manipulating their bodies with consciousness.

Finally their artillery battalion.

At this time, I have to thank the little devil for being lazy, all the artillery and ammunition are gathered in one place.

Just a howitzer grenade detonated the warehouse of the Japanese Artillery Brigade, and the ground was still turned into a sea of ​​flames.

……

Iris Isao in the office tent.

"hiss…"

The commander of the 36th Division of the Japanese Army, Ishio Isao, was lying in a pool of blood. The blood was mixed with yellow liquid, and the entire tent was filled with an unpleasant smell.

In the pool of blood, some pieces of flesh could even be seen, and the blood was rippling in a strange pattern.

Hearing the sound of explosions and the shock on the ground, Iris Isao subconsciously opened his eyes.

This old guy's vitality is indeed very tenacious, he has diarrhea and bleeds, and he can still open his eyes again for things that would have caused a fart on others.

No matter how wide the artillery coverage of the guard regiment is, it is difficult to clean the camp of the 20th Brigade in a short period of time with only a dozen guns.

Iris Isao was also 'lucky' to escape several rounds of shelling.

"Is there an earthquake?" Iris Isao sat on the ground and shook his head vigorously.

Because of the earthquake in Dongying, Iris Isao had long been used to the shaking of the ground, and he subconsciously looked around the environment inside the tent.

It seemed that there was no difference from before, and then he saw the puddle of complex liquid on the ground.

Isaac Isao's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't believe that all of this was caused by himself.

But the cramping pain in his abdomen from time to time, as well as the burning pain in his buttocks, reminded him that all of this was real.

Subsequently.

A stench filled the tip of his nose, and he almost spat it out.

He covered his mouth and nose in disgust, because just after waking up, Iris Isao felt his mouth was dry and urgently needed a sip of water.

When he noticed that there was still water on the table, he struggled to stand up, dragged his heavy steps, and moved slowly towards the table.

When he subconsciously picked up the water glass, his lips just touched the mouth of the glass, his face suddenly changed, as if he remembered something terrible.

(End of this chapter)